We were at the weightlifting
Watching
the woman at work
My
friend shouted “great snatch”
I
said, “Isn’t this the clean and jerk?”
We were at the weightlifting
Watching
the woman at work
My
friend shouted “great snatch”
I
said, “Isn’t this the clean and jerk?”
The best form of exercise
Is
sex! Well that’s what they say
But
five minutes at Christmas
Won’t
take my beer gut away
After seven long years
Of
blood sweat and tears
The
games can commence
And
that test of human endurance
Can
come to an end
As
we abandon that trend
That
has made us all cringe
The
seven-year Olympic whinge
I am a scratch golfer
And what
that means my lad
Is I write
down all my good scores
And scratch
out the bad
Professor Sir Ludwig "Poppa" Guttmann
How
proud would Ludwig be?
If
he could only see
The
oak tree that has grown
From
his tiny acorn sown
As
a Jew he was no stranger
To
prejudice and its danger
He
had seen the Nazi storm
And
they’re concept of the norm
He
saw how disabilities lead
To
the slaughter shed
So
he fled to London
And
his work was begun
How
proud would Poppa be?
If
he could only see
The
fruits of his endeavours
To
change the view forever
Of
people written off
“Only
cripples?” he would scoff
He
was a tour de force
And
single minded of course
Who
didn’t see freak show exhibits
But
challenges to the human spirit
How
proud he would have been
If
he could have only seen
When
Paralympians, each and every one
Out
shone the September sun
A pole dancer and a gymnast
Hard
working and skilled too
The
only difference between them
Seems
to be the quantity of tattoo
I love the girl’s Beach Volleyball
I’m
really very keen
It’s
not like a proper beach though
For
a start it’s just to clean
No
cigarette ends or beer cans
And
not a used condom to be seen
A man got on the bus
And sat
down next to Bimbette
He smiled
warmly at her
And briefly
their eyes met
Full of
golf balls
His bulging
front trouser pockets
Caught her
attention
Her eyes
almost left their sockets
He said
"its golf balls."
And Bimbette said “Oh”
Then
continued, "Does it hurt
As much as
tennis elbow?"
I like the sporting banter
Surrounding
sporting Rivalry
But there
is a fine line
Separating
it from tribalry
Are you wearing Olympic suits?
Well you’re
looking very smart
You’re
Essex lads aren’t you?
I bet you
can’t wait for it to start
You will
show to the world at large
That you
have good hearts
When you’re
lighting the torches
Show us you
possess some smarts
For I hope
there is more to you
When the
2012 Olympiad starts
Than dropping
your tailored trousers
And
lighting up your farts
The dour Scot lost the first two sets
And the
outcome looked a pretty safe bet
But the
plucky Brit fought back to level
Only for
the Scot to return in the final set
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